My dreams are better than yours

My dreams tend to be awesome. Very vivid, but sometimes stressful. Many times it's just a scenario that I've been playing over and over in my head, girls, career, etc.., or if I played video games then I would dream I was in the game. A friend of mine was jealous of this, but I had to explain to him how stressful it was to be fighting aliens and trying to save the planet in your sleep. I would get no rest on those nights. Last night, however, was a really weird dream that was quite thrilling and dramatic, and seemed to be completely random. Let me see if I can articulate it and do it justice.

Dream- I was with some friends in Alaska, although it looked more like Norway. We went for a swim in this mountain lake that went up into the clouds, and we were swimming with Narwhals and all manner of bad ass sea creatures, and then we came upon this ancient ruin on top of the mountain. Mind you, the lake was alongside the entire mountain and stretching upward. Remember, physics has no hold in dreamscapes.  So we check out this old Nordic-looking ruin, and just around the corner we see an ancient city. But not just a normal ancient city that you would expect. It was one of the ancient civilizations that you read about in sci-fi, with floating bullet trains, and half of the people wearing metallic clothing. The other half was like a small village that you would expect to see in Bavaria, same type of architecture and clothing. Very simple living. When my friends and I get there, we realized that we're lost, but we don't care, because now it's an adventure. We split up and two of us get on the train, while my other friend and I hang out in the town a bit. Somehow we get involved in some scientific experiment that they're working on, because I'm a scientist, apparently. But, during our research, a few thugs come by and start murdering people in the town. This causes a big scene, and our research is the reason for the killing. They are fanatics opposed to scientific progress. The terrorists see us and suddenly we're the next targets. We make a run for it. We start hiding in some of the old Bavarian homes, grab food from some of the locals, and head for the bullet trains. We have to get to our friends before the murderers do, because they found out about them and are after them as well. A blonde cop stops us.   I don't know why that was important, but for some reason her being blonde was significant. Never mind, I just figured out why. Long story, another time. She tells us that the trains aren't safe because they've rigged explosives. She takes us in her car, which despite the fact that it's Mitchell's car (MST3K fans will understand), it can move beyond the speed of light. During this faster than light speed chase, we shoot the enemy's car and they die, just as we arrive in the past to the second our friends get off of their train.

The dream ended with my friends and I hanging out some 50 years later in what appears to be a masonic lodge, reminiscing over photos of this event and I start crying, remembering it all as if it were yesterday, and missing the friend who died prior to this meeting. It was the friend who was with me throughout the entire event. He died of natural causes. We were all old now. It was coming for all of us. -End dream.

My alarm went off at 5:15am this morning and the first thought in my head was "holy shit...", still feeling the excitement and sadness from these events. That, my friends, was the coolest dream I've had in awhile. Be jealous.